Chapter 192
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At around 3 pm, Doctor Xia arrived. Like the night before, he changed the bandages on Su Zhinian's wound, put him on the drip, and left.
After lunch, Su Zhinian went to the study to grab his laptop and documents. When he was on the drip, he leaned against the headboard and used his free hand to flip through the documents.
Song Qingchun did not dare move away, afraid that Su Zhinian would fall asleep and cause the blood to flow back. Therefore, she hugged her laptop, sat on the carpet, and started to play on the coffee table.
Su Zhinian's bungalow was facing the south, so the afternoon sun was unusually bright.
He was there reading documents, and she was there playing on the computer.
Even though both of them were immersed in their own worlds and did not communicate, the atmosphere in the room had a sense of peace and quiet.
Due to his injury, Su Zhinian was not as energetic as he normally was. He only read for an hour before his head started to hurt. He put the documents aside and turned to look at Song Qingchun.
He didn't know what the girl was doing. She stared at the computer screen with an extremely focused expression. Her right hand frequently pressed the mouse, and her left hand quickly controlled the keyboard.
She even plugged in a pair of earphones, and a song was playing. He could faintly hear the familiar melody; it was the song he had heard before.
The expressions on her face were very rich. One moment she was smiling, the next moment she was pouting, the next moment she was biting the corner of her lips, and the next moment she was even humming along with the song in the headphones. "We've all been forgotten. We've all been forgotten for a long time.
When Su Zhinian saw this, his lips couldn't help but curve into a smile. How he wished that time could stop at that moment and stay there forever.
Song Qingchun would occasionally turn to look at the drip on Su Zhinian's side. Whenever she did, Su Zhinian would close his eyes and pretend to be asleep. When she turned back, he would open his eyes and continue to stare at her.
This repeated for who knew how many times before Su Zhinian really did fall asleep due to the drug's effect.
When he opened his eyes again, the drip had been switched to a different bottle, and it was already half full.
Probably because she had been sitting on the floor for a long time, Song Qingchun had switched to lying on the sofa. She was still playing on the computer, but her expression was one of annoyance. Her fingers kept pressing on one of the keys on the keyboard, and she would occasionally grumble, "What's going on? It used to be like this. Why isn't it better this time? "
Su Zhinian frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Qingchun raised her head from the computer. "Mr. Su, you're awake?"
Su Zhinian nodded slightly, and his gaze fell back on her computer. Song Qingchun added in a hurry, "The computer suddenly shut down, and I can't turn it back on no matter how hard I try."
"Let me see …" Su Zhinian adjusted his posture and said calmly.
"You know how to repair computers?" Song Qingchun asked with surprise. Then, she slid off the sofa and walked to stand before Su Zhinian with the laptop.
"Yes." As Su Zhinian said that, he pressed two keys on the keyboard, and a series of English letters appeared on the screen. His fingers flew across the keyboard, and he said lightly, "I know how to do it." Then, Song Qingchun's computer was fixed.
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